Back to 1984: I built a chicken farm on a barren mountain.

Compared to Chen Shouyi's peaceful and tranquil life,

Han Laosi's cunning and shrewdness

Chen Wenfeng was in a great hurry, and he never gave anyone a moment's peace!

He first went to Zheng Dali's house, where he met Zheng Xuejiao and Xiaodouzi, and learned that Zheng Dali was not home in the afternoon.

Not only is he not home in the afternoon, but Zheng Dali has also been away from home in the evenings for the past few days, returning only in the middle of the night for several consecutive days.

Chen Wenfeng couldn't help but ask:

"Where is Aunt Feng?"

My maternal grandfather is sick, and my mother has gone back to her parents' home.

Little Bean interjected.

"Is something wrong? I see you're all sweaty."

Seeing Chen Wenfeng in such a hurry, Zheng Xuejiao took a clean towel, intending to wipe him down, but after hesitating for a moment, she handed it to him anyway.

Chen Wenfeng took the towel, and his hand accidentally touched Zheng Xuejiao's hand.

But Chen Wenfeng was preoccupied and didn't pay attention, while Zheng Xuejiao's heart suddenly raced and she turned her face away in embarrassment.

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Chen Wenfeng dared not tell Zheng Xuejiao the truth, and only said:

"It's a business matter. If Uncle Zheng comes back, just tell him I have something urgent and ask him to come see me no matter what. You and Xiaodouzi shouldn't go out after dark, and make sure the door is locked."

"Okay, sure!"

Seeing Chen Wenfeng's serious expression, completely lacking his usual relaxed and humorous demeanor, Zheng Xuejiao also became serious.

After leaving Zheng Xuejiao's house, Chen Wenfeng headed towards Jiming Mountain, planning his actions for the night along the way.

Since we can't find Zheng Dali, there's only one way left: kidnap him tonight.

According to Hou Laizi, there were Chen Shouxin, Han Laosi, and two other people he didn't recognize, making a total of four people. Perhaps there were even more of them.

As for the "pig butchering scam," with Han Laosi's shrewdness, he would absolutely ensure that it goes perfectly.

What's even more problematic is Zheng Dali, who is a stubborn person. If you can't persuade him, it takes at least two people to keep him in check.

It was clearly a trap, but Zheng Dali just wanted to walk right into it, which was the most troublesome thing.

What a hassle! If Aunt Caifeng were home, she would have slapped him back down the drain, but she just happens to be away.

Chen Wenfeng was confident in his skills, but he couldn't afford to lay a hand on Zheng Dali.

As Chen Wenfeng walked, he pondered. He left the village; the newly planted winter wheat in the fields on either side of the road was just beginning to sprout. The water level under the stone bridge had dropped considerably, and the watermelon vines in his family's watermelon patch had long since withered...

Mother Wang Guizhi said that they would not plant watermelons again next year. Without Grandpa's watermelon-growing skills, it would be a waste of effort and such a good piece of land. Father Chen Shouyi was unwilling, but he couldn't say anything...

A worried mom, a carefree dad...

When people are under a lot of mental stress, their minds tend to wander. When Chen Wenfeng arrived at Jiming Mountain, he felt like his brain was about to explode. It's true that concern makes people lose their minds.

On Jiming Mountain, Zhou Zhiming, Niu Da, and Niu Er were all there, preparing dinner.

Chen Wenfeng asked Zhou Zhiming to pour him a glass of water. After drinking it, he calmed himself down and said:

"Zhiming, Niu Da, Niu Er, we're taking action tonight."

"That's great!"

Niu Da is the least afraid of excitement. Although he is Niu Er's older brother, he is more like a younger brother. He has boundless energy every day and is just like a little calf.

Niu Er, on the other hand, was much more composed and asked:

"Brother Feng, what happened?"

"Let's eat first, and talk while we eat."

At the dinner table, Chen Wenfeng told Zhou Zhiming, Niu Da, and Niu Er about how Han Laosi had set a trap for Zheng Dali, and they all listened attentively.

Old Sun suddenly spoke up:

"The difficulty lies with Zheng Dali. Everyone says that those involved are often blinded by their own interests. Once someone gets involved in gambling, especially if they lose and want to win it back, no one can dissuade them."

"Master Sun is right, that's the biggest problem."

Chen Wenfeng counted on his fingers:

"They have at least four people on their side, and if you include Zheng Dali who's been bewitched, that makes five. Hou Laizi will be there too, but he can't be exposed. We only have three on our side. It's a bit tricky. I think the best way is to subdue Zheng Dali before he comes in."

"Me too!"

Old Sun said to Chen Wenfeng with a smile.

After Old Sun finished speaking, Zhou Zhiming, Niu Da, and Niu Er looked at him in disbelief. This old codger might not be of much help and might even get beaten up again.

Zhou Zhiming joked:

"Master Sun, Han Laosi is a scoundrel, and Zheng Dali is also a ruthless thief. If you go, we won't be able to find anyone to protect you. Don't let them hurt you."

"I don't need you to protect me, I'll take care of Zheng Dali."

You're also in charge of Zheng Dali! This wasn't just unbelievable to Zhou Zhiming; even Niu Da and Niu Er thought Old Sun was overestimating himself. Before Zhou Zhiming could say anything more, Chen Wenfeng stopped him, saying:

"Alright, Master Sun will take charge of Zheng Dali, Niu Da and I will take charge of the two people Han Laosi found, and Zhiming and Niu Er will take charge of Han Laosi and my third uncle..."

When Chen Wenfeng mentioned the words "Third Uncle," he clearly gritted his teeth.

But that wasn't the point in Zhou Zhiming's eyes. The point was why Brother Feng not only didn't object to Old Sun's volunteering, but actually supported it...

"Let's eat quickly. Tonight's trip might be mentally taxing, require a lot of eating, or it might be physically demanding."

"Brother Feng, I don't like mental work, I prefer physical work. By the way, can I bring a slingshot tonight?"

Niu Da asked tentatively.

"cannot!"

......

......

Zheng Dali was drinking at Chen Shouxin's house. The two rivals had a falling out over the contracting of Jiming Mountain. But as the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling face, and Zheng Dali was still falling for Chen Shouxin's attempts to make amends.

This betting game was also organized by Chen Shouxin.

Chen Shouxin told Zheng Dali that Han Laosi and two outside bosses were among those who came to gamble this time, and none of them were short of money.

Zheng Dali was a gambler and had gotten into some trouble because of gambling in his early years, but he hasn't gambled much in recent years.

But some things can't be let go of just like that. They're like weeds in a field. Even if you pull them out, as long as the roots are still there, they'll sprout again sooner or later.

It was quite a coincidence that Zhang Caifeng went back to her parents' home. He was like Sun Wukong with his headband removed, able to sneak a drink and gamble.

The stakes weren't high on the first day, and Zheng Dali won.

The next day, the stakes were raised a bit, and Zheng Dali won again.

On the third day, the stakes were raised a little higher, and he still won.

I win every day, I'm sick of it.

He was no longer afraid of Zhang Caifeng coming home, nor was he afraid that Zhang Caifeng would find out that he had gambled. Anyway, he had made money, so what could she do?

But last night, he suddenly lost, losing all the winnings from the previous few days.

He knew that if he stopped now, he would break even.

But he couldn't control himself; his craving for pigs kicked in, and even a god couldn't stop him.

Of course, he didn't know that he, this pig, had already been targeted by two groups of people.

The difference is that one group is preparing to put him on the chopping board, while the other group is trying to rescue him from it.